Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Emily's Reward
Wharton raised his hand.
"Ice Wind skill!"
The broken ice cyclone whizzed away, freezing the infamous level 2 mage into an ice sculpture.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
Wharton's mind was almost filled with the sound of two tasks completed in a row.
"I have successfully killed necromancer, the two leaders of the Black Lion Gang. Congratulations host, and you will be rewarded with 1000 gold coins."
"We have successfully killed the leader of the Black Lion Gang, level 2 mage Jack. Congratulations host, and you will get experience point as a reward of 20 points."
Fabulous!
Jack was secretly happy.
So far, the notorious Black Lion Gang was completely annihilated.
Not only had all the ordinary members of the gang been eliminated or captured, but even the three leaders had all died!
At this moment, Korn and Tristan, who had just rushed over from a distance, finally came to him.
They looked at the three ice sculptures lying on the ground in different postures and looked at each other.
They looked at each other in consternation and didn't know what to say!
After hesitating for a while, Korn said, "Young master Campbell, you're so powerful."
On the other hand, there was indefinable proud in Tristan. He and the several servants behind him pounded the armor on their chest heavily with their hands, and then knelt on one knee and said sincerely.
"Young master, you are the most talented person in the world mage."
Facing the awe of the two, Wharton was naturally very happy.
Everyone wanted to be recognized and respected. Wharton was no exception.
But he still kept calm on the surface and said calmly, "Uncle Tristan, you don't have to do that. Get up. You must be tired after such a long fight."
Tristan stood up and said, "I'm not tired, young master, Mr. Korn and I have caught all the twenty-seven thieves who have escaped in all directions. I'm waiting for your judgment."
Generally speaking, the Grahl family was Count, and the Campbell family was just a small Baron.
When the two of them encamped and got along with each other, the one who made the decision and spoke should be Grahl family. That was to say, Korn, one-star warrior, had a lot of decision-making power.
But at this time, everyone took it for granted that the person who made the decision should be Wharton!
So Korn didn't say a word, waiting for Wharton's decision.
How to deal with it?
It's not settled yet!
Of course he would kill them on the spot!
As the son of a Baron, he naturally hated thieves who robbed everywhere. Moreover, if he didn't have mythological space system, he would have been tortured to death by the robbers.
How could he have the chance to stand here?
So he didn't show any mercy to these evildoers.
The twenty-seven robbers could offer him two hundred and seventy gold coins. Their death was worth it. He was atoning for what he had done before.
Wharton sneered, "Mr. Korn, Uncle Tristan, you can take the others back to the camp first. Protect Emily well and see if there is any loss. I'll take care of them."
His tone made Korn and Tristan JiJi shiver.
Korn thought as she walked back.
"It seems that these thieves are doomed. But he didn't expect that his son, who was Baron, had such courage besides his powerful strength. An ordinary sixteen-year-old aristocrat child, let alone killing people, dare not even kill chickens? This young master, Wharton Campbell, will definitely become a real big shot in the future."
Soon, they heard the sound of cold wind blowing from the wilderness behind them.
It was obvious that young master Campbell had used Ice Wind skill to freeze all the thieves to death.
…
Everything was over.
The vast and dark wilderness returned to peace.
The camp had been reorganized, and the bonfires were also burning.
But none of them could fall asleep.
Whether it was the knight, their domineering, or the ordinary servants, they all gathered together and talked excitedly and loudly.
And the topic was all about Wharton Campbell. How powerful and invincible this young master was!
He wiped out the gang that troubled several nearby counties.
If the news got out, it would become a legend in the countryside. Perhaps there might be some people bard who could ask them about the situation.
By then, they would be part of the legend of young master Campbell.
Emily sat beside Wharton and looked at him strangely.
It seemed that they just knew each other.
"Uh... Emily, is there anything on my face? You keep staring at me, which makes me feel embarrassed."
Wharton touched the tip of his nose and blushed.
He was now like an ordinary and shy sixteen-year-old boy. How could he still have the heroic spirit to command everyone to fight against the Black Lion Gang?
Puff!
Emily suddenly laughed.
She was beautiful indeed, when she smiled she was more like a blooming rose. She was so beautiful, delicate and attractive.
Wharton was stunned.
Emily said, "Our genius and hero, Mr. Wharton Campbell, will you feel embarrassed too?"
Wharton thought to himself, "Of course I will. What's more, you are still staring at me. I'm only sixteen years old now. I'm a young and energetic man."
However, it would be too frivolous to say such words directly among the aristocrats who strictly followed the etiquette.
Seeing that Wharton just giggled and didn't answer his question, Emily suddenly had the intention of playing a trick.
She suddenly stood up and moved closer to Wharton.
When he was not noticing, she suddenly kissed him on the face.
Then she laughed and ran away.
Wharton felt his heart beat faster and turned around.
Emily's figure was like a lively deer, jumping into her tent.
Before opening the curtain and entering, she looked back at him.
In a distance, He saw Emily's lip moved, he repeated silently, "This is your reward!"
Wharton touched his face and looked at the lipstick mark on his finger.
He smiled bitterly and murmured to himself, "In my previous life in New York, I always failed to pursue beautiful girls. But now, I haven't done anything in my life, the beautiful Count's daughter has taken the initiative to kiss me? Is this my compensation?"
He also stood up from the campfire and stretched.
"However, this kind of compensation is also quite good. I hope that in the future, there will be more."
Thinking of this, Wharton went back to his tent. He pulled up the curtain and told Sally and others not to enter his tent without permission.
Then he couldn't wait to enter the mythological space...
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